So, this is the fourth piece of the series "Lost in Manehattan" - Applejack as a filly looking for a different life in Manehattan, the corrupted, horrible city covered in fancy outlook. Well, that's how I want to imagine it. The other pieces you find here:1st [link] 2nd (warning for mature content) [link] 3rd [link] 5th: [link]

Probably one of the fastest works in awhile. And I like working fast, so it's a good thing.The pencil sketch was a pain in the ass to erase, I made the mistake of using 4B pen. It's too soft, for me at least, and it's almost impossible to get rid of if you push it too hard. But I forgive myself since I'm sick again. You know, it's really hard to focus on what I'm doing in the moment.

speaking like a true fanatic I love that applejack perspective, and well a proper way to desribe what this picture tells me is: Pain lasts, kid. It's how you know you're alive. No applejack that place is not place for a hero. love the picture man. BTW keep safe man wish you had a happy new year and lets make the change with timewho know maybe our path can cross but till then, keep yourself healthy and drawing these amazings pictures.The pony on the top kinda looks like babs seed.That pony looks like the guy that sold the world.

Reminds me of this incident during the industrial revolution where a company owner locked his workers inside a building so they wouldn't go on break. A fire started, forcing almost all the workers to jump to their deaths or be burned alive.

First off, I hope you feel better soon. Hopefully better than the pen-and-ink stallion looks (though I'm glad he got some care after what happened in picture two).

The horrible scene is even more shocking to see from little AJ's level, and seeing her reaction so up-close as she gasps in horror. Yet for some reason I think the pony in the window looks resigned to her fate. Or could she be giving Applejack a look of pity despite her impending death? Even if she didn't have any color I think it would still feel that way. It's a face one could never forget.

Along with everything else, extra kudos on the ponies in the crowd, no detail spared in this apparently less seedy, yet still terrible, side of town.

You did a great job at capturing Applejack's shock and disbelief, too - emotions not just due to the events transpiring around her, but also the apathy of the other ponies, the utter lack of empathy. These drawings are all so full of unreality: dissociation, disconnect from the world, powerlessness to change anything, and (as a result) an unwillingness to even try, the aforementioned apathy.

It really drives home just how emotionally stunted those ponies are. For someone like Applejack who grew up in a rural community, on a farm no less, where everyone cares about everyone else and where family means more than anything because everyone knows that you're all in it together and that nopony is an island - for someone like her, it must be a heart-breaking, gut-wrenching, almost traumatic experience. She'll go home eventually, back to her family, and to a life that is not so horribly out of balance -- but she'll never forget what she saw.

She's gazing into the proverbial abyss; I hope she'll leave Manehatten behind again before the abyss also gazes into her.

Yet an other stunning picture. If it's alright with you I will try to go behind the picture and focus more on the image itself. "Ignorance" A word meaning one thing as far as my language reaches. So many peopleis standing by today not wanting to take responability. Had a first aid lesson two days ago and I learnd more than how to help people but also how to take the initiative to actually do something. Aparently it's not everbody who realize that some people needs help they can provide.